Palace hall.

Jin Hou's head drooped, shaking slightly, and suddenly trembled from time to time. He looked up and opened his eyes and saw that the quarrel was still continuing, so he continued to bow his head and doze.

Other officials looked at their eyes and their noses and their hearts, like clay statues.

Wei Xiang stood quietly, turning his ankles from time to time, and standing for a long time, even Wei Xiang's strong body was a little unbearable.

Two Jin court guards were clamped with Wei Xiang, one left and one right, which made Wei Xiang's discomfort and fatigue worsen.

Thinking is a pretty good way to divert fatigue, and after thinking, Wei Xiang clearly noticed a lot of things.

The Marquis of Jin were waiting, Lin’s father was waiting, Zhao Shuo was waiting, the other four ministers were waiting, and all the doctors present were waiting.

Everyone wants to wait for the best result for them to come before making a decision. No one is willing to take risks at this time, because the result of the risk is likely to be death and death!

Another wave of messengers arrived, and this time, a buzzing discussion began to sound in the hall.

"Black flag? What does that mean?"

"Black is a mourning person. Could it be Zhao Meng..."

"Be careful! Since Zhao sent troops, I'm afraid the black flag will make some other meaning."

"It may be just a dying struggle..."

Suddenly, Zhao Shuo stood up.

In the eyes of everyone, the gentleman of Zhao said slowly: "Zhongxing Bo, since you and I have been arguing, then why not just let the ministers vote to decide whether they need to kill Wei Xiang? How about it?"

The hall was silent for a moment.

Lin's father from the Bank of China looked at Zhao Shuo and said slowly: "Can the five thousand soldiers of Zhao really give gentlemen such great confidence?"

Zhao Shuo spread his hands and smiled and said, "Since the three thousand soldiers of Xun can give Zhongxing Bo so much confidence, why can't soldiers of Zhao?"

Lin's father in the middle school was silent for a moment and said, "Since it is a gentleman's request, I must be fine. However, this matter requires the consent of the Lord and other ministers."

Zhao Shuo turned to look at the Marquis of Jin: "I wonder what you think?"

The Marquis of Jin suddenly looked up, and the old turbid eyes were still a little confused, and subconsciously said, "Okay, okay, just do what you said."

Zhao Shuo looked at the other four nobles again, and no one expressed any objection.

Lin’s father from the Central Bank said: “If you vote, it should be determined by the number of people, not the level of the position.”

Zhao Shuo smiled and said, "This is natural."

Lin’s father of the Central News Agency said again: “There are six people in total. If the last one is three to three, the final judgment will be made by the Lord.”

Zhao Shuo nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhishou, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but speak, "Why are they just the six ministers? Doctors should also be involved."

As soon as Zhishou finished speaking, Lin's father and Zhao Shuo said in unison: "No."

Under the strict gaze of Lin's father in the Bank of China, Zhishou lowered his head awkwardly.

Lin's father in the Central Bank smiled at Zhao Shuo and said, "Since that's the case, let's start with a gentleman."

Zhao Shuo is not the Six Lords, but everyone knows that he represents the Shangqing Zhao Dun today.

Zhao Shuo smiled and said, "Of course I don't agree to kill Wei Xiang."

Lin's father nodded slightly and said, "Of course I want to abandon the disaster of Wei Xiang."

At this moment, Xu Ke suddenly spoke: "I also agreed to be the only one in addition to Wei Xiang!"

Zhao Shuo's eyes turned to Xu Ke, his expression turned cold, and he said, "Xu Ke, have you been so old that you forget the order?"

As the last of the six ministers, Xu Ke should have spoken last.

Xu Ke didn't say anything, and the blood between his nose and upper lip had just dried up, looking quite embarrassed.

Wei Xiang shook his head and said to himself: "This guy really hopes I die."

Lin's father in the Central Bank clasped his beard and smiled: "It's understandable that Uncle Xu is anxious. A gentleman should not care about these trivial matters. Uncle Que, it's your time."

Lin’s father in the Central Bank is in a good mood at this moment.

According to the agreement reached last night, this time, among the six ministers, Xu Ke will stand on the side of Lin's father in the Bank of China, and it is a crushing votes of four to two votes.

To take a step back, even if someone in the shortage and Xiankun repent, it means that the three-on-three draw requires a ruling from the Marquis of Jin, and the Marquis of Jin must stand on the side of Lin’s father in the Bank of China.

In other words, unless the rest is missing, Xiangu and Luan Dun both voted against each other, Lin's father in the Bank of China will already win.

Lin's father in the Central Bank smiled and turned his eyes to the general who ranked third among the Six Lords, but was short of the general.

Lin's father of the Bank of China still clearly remembers the agreement reached with Queque last night, and he feels that Queque will definitely support him.

Isn’t this a matter of course when the third and second brothers join forces to resist the strongest boss?

But Que did not look at any of Zhongxing Linfu or Zhao Shuo, but looked at the friend Shihui and gave a meaningful smile to Shihui.

But he said, "I think Wei Xiang cannot die."

Lin’s father in the middle school suddenly shook his body and his smile disappeared instantly.

Zhishou was also shocked and couldn't help but speak, "Boe, how could you speak so without trust?"

But Que looked at Zhi calmly and said coldly: "Doctor Zhi, I don't know what you are talking about. Now the Six Lords vote, as a mere doctor, just shut up and listen quietly."

Zhishou was so angry that his teeth clattered, but in the end he didn't say a word.

The Marquis of Jin, who was sitting at the top, had already opened his eyes completely and stared at all.

Lin's father in the Bank of China took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the storm in his heart, and looked at the fourth-ranked Shangjun Zuo Xiangu, among the six ministers: "Xian Bo, what do you mean?"

Xiangu also made a plan with Jinhou, Lin’s father and others last night, so he would never...

Xiangu, who was in his early thirties, inherited the decisive style of the Xian clan, and smiled apologized to Lin's father in Zhongxing, and said happily: "Zhongxing, Wei Xiang cannot die."

Lin's father in the Zhongxing trembled and his face began to turn pale.

If it is still acceptable to say that the sudden reversal of the lack of the water, now Xiankun has made the same choice as the lack of the same, and there are too many meanings here.

Zhao Shuo suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Bo Luan, what are you waiting for?"

Luan Dun, the last of the six ministers, nodded to Zhao Shuo and said slowly: "What the gentleman said is the most, Wei Prime Minister... must not be able to die."

At this moment, everyone's heartbeat seemed to be instantly stopped.

The face of Lin’s father in the Central Committee completely lost blood.

Zhishou's face turned extremely blue.

The doctors were surprised, and screams came one after another, and the buzzing discussions in the hall began to become louder.

"What's going on? The Zhongxing Bo actually..."

"Zhao Meng is obviously not here, but this is the result..."

"Zhao is indeed worthy of being Zhao."

A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the Marquis of Jin. He slowly lowered his head, and then became the incompetent old man who did nothing and could only doze.

Only the laughter of the young Zhao young leader Zhao Shuo kept echoing in the hall, clear but extremely harsh.

At this point, all the six ministers voted.

Those who agree to the execution of Wei Prime Minister: Zhongxing Lin’s father and Xu Ke.

Those who oppose the execution of Wei Prime Minister: Zhao Shuo, but Que, Xian Gu, Luan Dun.

Two to four.

Zhao's family... won!

Wei Xiang finally relaxed completely and breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew that Zhao would win, but I never expected that... this would be the way to win!

Suddenly, a thick voice came from far away from outside the hall.

"Zhao Meng is here--"

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Chapter completed!